Talk About A Decade Signed

Guild the caller with a hardwire hatch as the brought of read guard is the Ain't gonna catch,

from surf in the Ocean as the waves in the latch Chest-Up tomorrow the song is a ruff check,

drawn in the groin of suit on the patch cat in the rye of tall grass gone buy,

a purchase or Prudence to stick in the fax Charging the enter with elder lobbed lax.

That would leave corn or bunions as the harvestings tribe,

an arrow for wagon and the pole as the aitch,

choke on the fumes in the stuck scenes for door,

One Way is drafting the Other is board,
the double of tongue in that which of a stared.

Crispy are techno Shows on the sleeve,

clapping as angle inks the terra formed tube,

in class of the logic at lucky than boo,

feel the sorrow as the optic in clue.

Muck is the labor at cheering the strong,

carriage a harness talks like an harm,

tears shore the rain as clouding is gone,

make ons glow brew the be of the barn ,

speaking crawlers the cobblers Our yarn.

As the park in the lawn comes from closely cut short,

bright buzz an languish The Apathy kongs,

king asked the ship to shale in press,

the question of interest fell by the desk..

Yesterdays News in Present more less,

leap to the audio in verbal of nest,

returning to stage is a given from throng,

tune eel the shards that elbow brutes long.  

The Metro Stone